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Bonding With My Boy
Today I want to share something absolutely amazing with you all. A few days ago, while I was cleaning up, I caught a glimpse of a notebook in my sons room. In big red lettering across the top was printed the word: STORY. Feeling instantly elated and nostalgic, I backed away and left the room…
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The Creeper of Dirt Alley – Writing Prompt
Everyone knows to avoid Dirt Alley after dark. A couple of years ago they put CCTV up at both ends in the hope that it might deter the incidents. Nothing changed. The problem with Dirt Alley is that it isn’t straight, even though it looks that way on a map. You can’t see the opposite…
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Mathew’s Box – Writing Prompt
It was the driest summer since records began. The earth was scorched and barren, stripped of every last drop of moisture from the devilish heat of the sun. The sky was a deep, unrelenting, cloudless blue that beat down like the very gates of hell. Global warming, some said. The new normal, said others. River…
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Isolation
Understanding the Narcissist He made me feel completely alone in this world. I am still unpacking the how and the why of that in my therapy sessions. None of it was overt, which is why it’s so difficult to unravel, I think. At no point was I ever expressly told not to have friends, not…
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Gaslighting
Understanding the Narcissist I don’t know about you, but I hear this word a lot more these days. I’m in a lot of different parenting groups on social media and quite often you’ll see mums posting frustrated rants about their partner who is driving them crazy. Usually, it’s a justified rant, she blows off steam,…
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Cathartic Writing
Today, I wanted to share a technique that I’ve started using, on the advice of my therapist, for releasing intrusive thoughts. Because of my history and my trauma I do suffer with anxiety and I am sometimes caught off guard by thoughts that don’t belong to me. This can come in the form of feeling…
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Chaos Continues
In the chaos that cycled around her, just for a moment she surrendered. Shoulders slumped, eyelids heavy, reality suspended. The world trickled off her like a rain shower in the spring. Instinct dragged her towards him, all her resistance dissolved. His hand, a slow pressure on her lower back. The warmth of him. Rough fingertips…
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The Dressmaker’s Room
After unbuckling him from his car seat, I expected Benny to launch himself across the gravel path with his usual buoyancy. Instead, a small hand slipped into my own as he stayed beside me. I was startled to see my fearless five-year-old looking suddenly so small and still. “Skellington house.” I found my gaze drawn…
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Life after the Narcissist
#4 Things I shouldn’t have tolerated, in no particular order This one has a happy ending. We just have to navigate through the inbetween bit first. In some ways, this is the hardest part of the whole process of being in a relationship with a narcissist. Finally being free. But what does freedom mean? If,…
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Tommy Stone of Castle Ruin
“Is it alive?” “I can’t tell.” “Looks like it’s breathing!” “There’s just so much mud.” Tommy peered over the crumbling stone wall at the two girls crouching over what appeared to be a mound of dirty leaves from where he stood. They had their backs to him and clearly hadn’t noticed him on their way…
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